There are always fairies plotting against me

This time when I went to Wandao Sect, I wasn’t sure whether Senior Pei liked my husband, but it was probably true—”

Well, I have a feeling!'

But my husband didn't say anything—? Was he suppressing his feelings, or did he just not like her?

"If so—

Zhu Nanzhi squatted on the ground and waved the flowers on the grass in front of her. If she helped her husband, would he be more grateful to her?

"Throat~"

Zhu Nanzhi sighed softly, why are there so many women who like her husband?

And they are all so difficult to deal with—

“By the way—”

Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help but look back at Xiao Yinruo's bedroom again.

It turns out that the master’s voice can also be——… so beautiful. Author: Thank you Baba Song and Senior Bai for the reward of 30,000 coins. As the time of farewell has come, I will give you this reward of 10,000 coins.

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Chapter 188: The Way Senior Sister Likes Junior Brother ( words)

In the candlelit cave, Mu Qingyue raised her head high, her eyebrows slightly raised, and then they relaxed again involuntarily.

In this fiery atmosphere, Mu Qingyue at this moment is like a melting iceberg, bringing endless spring.

Lu Jinan knew that Mu Qingyue was feeling very uncomfortable because she didn't like heat and her spiritual power was restricted, so she felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

Lu Jinan lowered his eyelids slightly and looked at her slender and well-proportioned legs. These legs without any decoration were now as smooth as jade and glowed with an attractive luster.

It's like the body's self-protection mechanism.

Lu Jinan raised his hand and took the photo without any mercy.

If he didn't let Mu Qingyue develop the initial desire to submit now, the backlash he would suffer in the future would be no less than that of Nanzhi. He grabbed a lock of Mu Qingyue's hair, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Look at you now, where's that smugness from just now? Do you still look like the aloof swordsman now, huh?"

Listening to the voice beside her ear, Mu Qingyue's red eyes were hazy, her messy hair stuck to her sweaty cheeks, and she murmured with disordered breathing.

"I am only you now—"

She was so confused and bewildered that she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Admit it?" Lu Jinan chuckled, "You're just being stubborn."

"Hmm——" Mu Qingyue responded randomly, seemingly in a daze.

"Tsk."

Lu Jinan let go of her hair and looked at her slender yet voluptuous body without any effort.

Like the rippling surface of a lake.

He raised his right hand and Mu Qingyue bent down, hearing Lu Jinan's voice coming into his ears.

"Senior Sister, if you call me that again, I might reward you."

Mu Qingyue spoke softly.

Lu Jinan smiled, still trying to disintegrate her inner thoughts: "I think you are quite talented in this area. It sounds really nice. You should show it more in the future."

Mu Qingyue rested her forehead on her forearm, and her ruby-like eyes seemed to be filled with more mist because of her own clear and charming voice.

It seems to be humiliation, but it also seems to hide other emotions.

Lu Jinan was satisfied: "Go to the desk!"

Mu Qingyue stretched out her right hand with some difficulty, then her left knee, and then her left hand and right knee.

It seems that everything else has been forgotten for the time being.

In the flickering candlelight, the stone wall reflected the dancing hair.

The tightly closed stone door of the cave blocked out the falling night and other sounds.

Lu Jinan came to the table and issued a second order: "Show me the dozen or so pages that were torn out from the first volume."

Mu Qingyue subconsciously supported herself on the chair with both hands, slowly stood up, and took the papers with her mouth.

A strange look flashed in Lu Jinan's eyes, and he said, "Senior Sister, I didn't say anything, why are you so obedient?"

Mu Qingyue's fingers tightened as she held onto the chair. A hint of humiliation flashed across her eyes, which had calmed down a lot of her desires.

But she turned around without saying anything, trying to hand him the paper in her mouth.

"I told you, Senior Sister, you're more suitable." Lu Jinan said as he took the paper and patted her head: "You're so good."

Mu Qingyue lowered her head, leaned on the chair with her elbows bent, looked charming and charming, and spoke softly.

Lu Jinan looked at the content that she had deliberately deleted and gradually became quiet.

Mu Qingyue turned around and glanced at him: "Why don't you——

"You have to learn to please yourself."

Lu Jinan spoke calmly, and while Mu Qingyue obeyed, he was silently on guard against Mu Qingyue's possible counterattack after the effects of the medicine wore off, while practicing the dual cultivation technique and then looking at the contents on the paper.

The content that Mu Qingyue didn't let him see was indeed very important. It not only recorded that as long as one learned a little bit of the content of this soul method, an invisible seed would be planted and could be stimulated at any time, but also recorded the method of engraving the "pattern".

Lu Jinan read through the pages one by one and said, "You're really well prepared. No wonder you weren't panicked when I told you not to practice."

Mu Qingyue said nothing, but followed her master's orders while breathing heavily.

Lu Jinan threw the paper in his hand to the ground and looked down at Mu Qingyue's graceful curves from waist to hips. Her fair and smooth skin was dotted with fine beads of sweat, which was particularly attractive.

He suddenly grabbed the chain and forced Mu Qingyue to turn over: "Be a spoiled child."

She obeyed and did as she was told.

Lu Jinan raised his eyebrows, reached out and stroked her cheek, brushed her silver hair to the side, looked at her delicate face which was a little dull at the moment, and couldn't help laughing: "See, you are more suitable than me."

As he spoke, he gently tickled her belly, and seeing her trembling body and the flattering laughter between her breaths, the desire in his eyes grew stronger.

Lu Jinan stroked the undulating lines of her long legs with his hands, and along the end of her slender and graceful calves, he grasped the white and pink lotus feet hanging in the air.

The instep as white as mutton fat jade and the smooth calf formed a slightly raised graceful curve. Everywhere you looked was smooth and white. Apart from the slightly raised and tiny marks of the toe ligaments and blue blood vessels on the snow-white instep, there was only a little red candle wax, which showed the slender feet to be crisp and translucent, just like a freshly peeled tender bamboo shoot, extremely delicate and elegant.

The beauty of the soles of the feet is not to be underestimated, with rounded ankles like a goose egg, curved crescent soles,

The small and cute toes are all in an attractive light pink, with light lines on them, which makes people's heart beat faster.

After playing with it carefully, Lu Jinan put his right hand on her belly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

So what if Mu Qingyue’s strength is unfathomable?

Still no match for me.

He reached for the bell again.

Mu Qingyue bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her beautiful eyes trembling as she looked upwards, and she quickly said in a flattering manner: "You are the most——.

"I know you're still stubborn." Lu Jinan said calmly, "The effects of the medicine have almost worn off. You don't have to pretend anymore."

"I'm really trying to please—."

"I'm now thinking about what kind of 'mark' will make you more beautiful." Lu Jinan smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Mu Qingyue's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes moved downwards, but she could not hide her weariness and pleading: "Don't...——"

"I'm just giving him back." Lu Jin'an's smile widened: "I'll crush all your pride and evil intentions!"

"You can't do this—.·I have no strength left, let, let go—·

Lu Jinan slapped him, and the bell rang: "Did you just call yourself 'I'?"

"Please spare Yue, Yuequan—" Her voice became lower and lower, as if she was tired.

"It's not time for you to rest yet."

The only way to make her lose all the strength to resist is to make her faint, so Lu Jinan will never be soft-hearted at this moment.

Mu Qingyue bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and her red eyes showed the tenderness and beauty that made people feel pity.

Coupled with her messy silver hair, she looks even more helpless and pitiful at the moment.

"I've thought about it." Lu Jinan smiled unmoved, "I have no shortage of this kind of knowledge in my head."

Mu Qingyue struggled weakly and could only watch what happened next.

Lu Jinan practiced the "Searching for Blissful Soul-Forging Method", and strands of spiritual energy gradually took on the shape of a heart with wings. She struggled to look at it, as if in a trance.

"You seem to like it?"

Mu Qingyue lay down helplessly: "You—wait!"

In the cave on the back mountain of Taichu Peak, the cold and arrogant swordsman of Wandao Sect lay powerlessly, and there seemed to be barking sounds that continued all night long.

The next morning, just as the sun was rising, Lu Jinan, dressed, walked out of the open stone door of the cave and headed to the square of Taichu Palace to start his morning exercise.

After he left, Pei Suoyu landed silently at the entrance of the cave, walked in wearing a dark purple dress, and her eyes involuntarily looked around.

She hasn't entered here since the third year after she accepted Jin An as her apprentice.

Because Qingyue didn't let her in.

Originally, she thought Qingyue had grown up and needed her own private space, so she didn't think too much about it or explore it.

But he never expected that the reason Qingyue wouldn't let him, the nominal "mother", in was because she had made so many "treasures".

From the previous conversation between Jin An and Qingyue, it can be judged that these things were all made by Qingyue herself using materials she collected.

At this moment, Pei Suohao didn't know whether he should be proud or speechless.

I'm proud that Qingyue is also good at handicrafts, and her work is quite exquisite. But she only makes such indecent things.

Even if it was like Nanzhi, it would be fine to carve a Jin'an, but in the end, all these things happened.

Looking at the dazzling array of props in the cabinet, Pei Wanyu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. To be honest, she still didn't understand how and why Qingyue became like this.

If I were to use this on my good disciple...

Pei Suoyu didn't dare to think about it. Fortunately, Qingyue didn't succeed, otherwise she would be the first one to not let her go.

She stopped and looked at the ground not far away.

She is very tired.

Pei Suoyu knew this because she watched the whole process and knew that Mu Qingyue had fainted. She probably wouldn't wake up for a while...huh?

Suddenly, surprise flashed in her eyes as she watched Mu Qingyue sit up with her hands on the ground. Her delicate face, tilted up, was still flushed, but those red eyes were no longer as tired as before!

Ok?

Pei Wanyu raised her eyebrows slightly, but without thinking too much, she just asked lightly, "How does it taste?"

"Very good~ hehe—"

A low, joyful laugh came from Mu Qingyue's throat, causing Pei Suoyu's expression to change involuntarily.

How could Qingyue still laugh?!

"you--·

"Me?" Mu Qingyue raised her hand and pointed at herself, the red mark on her wrist conspicuous. "You helped Junior Brother, right?"

Pei Wanyu narrowed her eyes slightly: "Yes, you are more dangerous than I thought, you——"

"Really? Did you help my junior brother?!" Mu Qingyue asked back softly.

"Hmm?" Pei Suoyu said with a frown, "What do you mean?"

"Where did you put the second volume?" Mu Qingyue gently stroked the scar on her wrist, a happy smile on her lips: "Which layer did you put the one you copied?"

"seventh-"

"This is it, right?" Mu Qingyue slowly took out the second volume of "Searching for the Soul-Forging Method of Bliss" from the storage space: "This is the complete version you copied down, it's here with me~"

Pei Suoyu stared blankly at the second volume in her hand. She could feel that this was indeed what she wrote!